Let’s just be real here for a moment… women have facial hair – you know this, right? It’s an unavoidable fact. Sometimes that facial hair congregates on the upper lip – pale and sparse. Or, in my case, like a thick row of little black spider legs.

This has been an ongoing problem for years, and I’ve tried waxing and hair removal creams ad nauseam. Eventually, I resorted to shaving. I figured, what the heck – if hubby can shave his face almost daily, so can I. Amirite?

Turns out, when you don’t pay attention to what you are doing and turn your head without moving the razor away, you end up shaving off a tiny part of your lip. When you shave off part of your lip, you bleed profusely. When you bleed profusely, you end up with a scabby lip. When you end up with a scabby lip, people wonder if you have face herpes.

Don’t make people think you have face herpes.

Step away from the razor and call an esthetician to take care of your face properly.

I know I link to a lot of crazy things, but truly, if you have ten minutes, this blog post is truly wonderful. Such a great reminder to be patient with others. We never know what is happening behind the scenes of someone’s life.

I will try very, very hard to remember this the next time someone cuts me off in traffic, or is rude to me on the phone. It’s rarely personal. It’s probably just someone’s day to day life getting the better of them.

So. I went to see my eye doctor last week. I had got to do all of the visual field tests twice, and then get my eyes dilated (yay) so I could have a glaring white light refracted through a small piece of glass into, and possibly through, both my eyeballs.

I was then advised that I have a “sketchy” optic nerve that I should get checked out and some weird “eye-scarring” that’s unusual. Oh, and I need to “upgrade” to bifocals because my peripheral vis..blahblahblahblah. And also, have I read any Patrick Rothfuss? and the Technician up front will bill my insurance and process my co-pay. I stared at him and said I was going to need some kind of positive news before I’d have the heart to follow-through with payment. He just smiled at me and said, “Well, you do get to wear these for the next 2 hours!”, and proceeded to hand me those shades that resemble a roll of film that you put behind your glasses to protect dilated eyes. They looked something like this:

I totally stole this pic from the interwebs. You can link to the original site by clicking on the pic.

So I got a referral to an eye specialist to make sure things aren’t detaching, degenerating, or otherwise defying my instructions to just BEHAVE. And then I went out to pick out new glasses, with my eyes fully dilated. Now, most of you who know me also know I’m blind as a bat without my glasses on. So in situations when I don’t have them on (think middle of the night potty-runs, or putting on makeup), I can just use a mirror or get my face really close to anything I need to read or examine. But – turns out when your eyes are dilated, it’s actually impossible to see things up close.

I should have thought of this in advance, but alas, I was forced to be creative. So I began the painful process of trying on frames, taking a selfie, putting my regular glasses back on, holding my phone at a distance so I can see the picture I just took, assess whether the frames are viable, and thentext the picture to hubby for his opinion. I think the poor Optical Tech who was helping me wanted to bang his head against the wall. Repeatedly.

Here’s a fun peek at one of my selfies. These aren’t the frames I picked, but I love the totally stoned look in my eyes..

Look Into My Eyessssss….

Anyways, the new spectacles should be arriving sometime this week, so I’ll try to have a new pic for you at some point. Tomorrow I have a trip to the dentist, the day after that, my shrink, and sometime in the next couple of weeks, my gynecologist.

I tend to be an open book and blog about whatever is happening in my life, so be afraid… be vewy vewy afwaid…

I’ve written periodically here about my husband’s music. Over the course of this past year he’s made great strides in his studio, both in terms of getting the right combination of gear, and more importantly, perfecting his craft.

He recently completed enough songs to put together a formal album, and last weekend, we established a website to help spread the word about his music. His style is reminds me a bit of Jim Brickman, but more memorable (after awhile all of Brickman’s music sounds the same to me.) It’s all instrumental, no lyrics or vocals. He composes, performs, mixes, and produces all the music himself.

I know that I am biased in my opinion that what he creates is truly amazing. Still, I invite you to check it out for yourself, and if you know of anyone who would enjoy this type of music, please pass the link along.